In the last year or two my own boys have gotten involved in Cub Scouts, and I've found myself drawn inexorably into a pack leadership...

Both of my parents grew up in Portsmouth. My father's parents moved around a bit, and most of my recollections of my dad's mom involve...

On October 15, 2001, I was midway through my first term on the Board of Selectmen in Exeter. At our meeting that night, we heard a...

I somehow managed to grow up in New Hampshire without really skiing or ice skating. I've done both, but neither well nor often. I know....

Growing up as comic book guys, my brother Al and I were weekly visitors to The Comic Relief, a cramped little shop inhabiting a...

When I arrived at UNH in the fall of 1993, I knew I wanted to study political science and history. As a result, I spent a lot of time in...

My first paid gig was the summer I was 12 or 13, in 1987 or 88. I would walk or ride my bike the tenth of a mile around the corner to the...

I'm a Seacoast guy, born and bred, and this list certainly reflects that. But the lakes region of the state has its own claim on parts of...

Robert Faulkner was my mother's older brother, my Uncle Bobby, my godather. He's the namesake of our firstborn, Robert Faulkner Pace. He...

We all have our tribes, and some of us are fortunate enough to belong to several. One of the families I feel lucky to belong to is the...

When it's not raining out here on Puget Sound - which does happen every few weeks - the skyline is dominated by Mount Rainier. Over...

Some things I love about New Hampshire are no longer there (see: Mountain, Old Man of the) except for in collective memory. One such...